"Blood Fever" Line-by-Line

[Orac]

Paris: Careful. Careful. You might have broken it.

 

[JanewayRulz!]

TORRES: You had no business rigging safety equipment when you had no idea what you were doing!

 

[LeadHead]

Paris: Calm down! This wasn't Neelix's fault. I saw him drive the piton and it was solid. It must have malfunctioned.

Paris walks to Torres

Paris: You are hurt-

 

[JanewayRulz!]

TORRES: I'm fine, no thanks to you two. I would have been better coming down here alone.

 

[LeadHead]

Paris: Don't you think you might be overreacting a little bit?

 

[CoffeeAddict]

TORRES: Just drag him to the ship. I'll get the gallicite myself.

 

[Orac]

Neelix: We can't leave you down here alone!

 

[LeadHead]

Paris: He's right. Lets contact the ship.

 

[Orac]

Torres: You get your hands off of me.

 

[LeadHead]

Torres bites Paris on the right side of his face.

Paris: OWW! B'Elanna, what's wrong with you?!

 

[Orac]

Torres: Nothing. I'm in charge of this mission. I'll finish it.

 

[LeadHead]

Torrrs storms off

Paris: Wait!

 

[CoffeeAddict]

NEELIX: Go ahead, Tom. I'll be all right here.

 

[LeadHead]

Paris: The last thing we need is for all 3 of us to split up. Paris to Voyager, we've got problems down here.

After the commercial break...

Paris: I haven't been able to contact her. She's either out of communications range or just, not responding.

 

[CoffeeAddict]

[Bridge]

JANEWAY: Where is she now?

 

[LeadHead]

The cave

Paris: Last location I can verify is about 10 meters below us. I tried to stop her from leaving Captain, but she got very hostile and... bit me.

 

[CoffeeAddict]

[Bridge]

CHAKOTAY: She bit you?

 

[LeadHead]

Paris: (over comm) And she seemed to be enjoying it, in a Klingon kind of way. She's really not herself.

 

[JanewayRulz!]

JANEWAY: Any luck in getting a transporter lock on them?

 

[LeadHead]

Lang: No, they're too far beneath the surface.